Khaat knew Brian would be, as always, watching. And when she was in the pool, he pushed her for swimming laps. She had been up to swimming 8 laps because she had worked hard at it. But when she had started back to work, she had stopped exercising in the pool. She had not taken the time for it anymore. She knew Brian and her father had seen the change and were not happy.
She went back to making laps, knowing she could not put Brian off for long. She managed to make 3 laps and felt a cramp seizing up her left calf muscle. She stopped instantly and grabbed onto the side of the pool. Brian was there before she could even start to try to massage the painful cramp out of her leg. "You didn't stretch enough," he said quietly. He lifted her out of the water and sat her on the edge of the pool. "Let me see," he said, laying his hand on her leg. "I did the same amount I always do," she said. "Yes, and that was the problem," he nodded. "You havent' been in the pool for days. You need more stretching than you used to. Your muscles are not as toned as they were. They still look toned, but they arent' standing up to the demands you're placing on them. There. Better?" She nodded. "We'll have to work up at it a bit. Rest your leg a moment and then we'll try again."
"Can't I just have fun?" Khaat sighed.
"Work first, fun later," he ordered, getting up and going back in the house.
"Slave driver," she called to him. She heard him laugh.